We cycled around 50km from the mayors`s house to the border, an uphill of 1100m (up to an altitude of 1800m) with beautiful views, the higher we got. Crossing the border was easy though very muddy (ever cycled 50m though chocolate mousse?).
This was our first view of Iran, the city down there is Piranshar. We tried to camp up here, about 5km from the border because we could tell that rain was coming, but were repeatedly warned to leave, and so we finally cycled down. A few hundred meters before reaching the perfect spot in the meadow, my chain got stuck in the crank. While I was busy trying to get my chain out, Albert was stopped by a man who kept pointing at the number "6" on his watch, mimicking some animal that would come down from the mountain and bite our legs..... uuaahhh..
(We didn`t see the monster, but I think they were bats)